Someone who goes with half a loaf of bread
to a small place that fits like a nest around him,
someone who wants no more,
who is not himself longed for
by anyone else.
He is a letter to everyone. You open it.
It says, Live.
Saturday, October 30, 2010
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At the request of a Rumi Reader, I have enabled comments, because I agree that someone, sometime might want to write about the power of Rumi's words. So many times they have met me in ways I just have to share, and so I want you to have that opportunity here. There is no expectation for comments, but please do write something if you feel the urge. ~ Ruth
Rumi's poems are like my feelings and thoughts written in the most sensible and beautiful way possible. They are the food for my thoughts
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